Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

Chapter 103: Hidden Camera

His hand landed on my leg, but I subtly adjusted my posture, causing his hand to slip away. But his eyes were now fixed on my chest.

He looked like a dog drooling over its meal.

"Is this your first time meeting a politician?" he asked in a low voice.

"Yes." Of course, that was a lie. If I told him I was friends with Haze, he might just faint.

"That explains it," he nodded. "Life as a politician is like this, Luna. We have to keep some things hidden. The media tends to dig too much, even into personal matters."

'Corrupt officials with shady, illegal dealings,' I mentally corrected him without breaking my fake admiration.

"I see," I said, feigning awe as I let my eyes wander the room.

I was scanning for anything unusual. I was looking for hidden cameras or CCTV systems.

I spotted them-two cameras, one near the TV and another in the kitchen, both aimed at the living area. I wasn't sure if Kesha had managed to hack into these, given how tight the security here seemed. If she hadn't, I'd have to convince the senator to turn them off.

"Are there cameras here?" I asked, pretending to be clueless as I pointed them out. "They're on," I added, noticing the red indicator lights.

At that moment, a thought crossed my mind. This was his favorite bar, and Evangeline had said he often brought women here to satisfy his urges. Yet, the cameras were always on. Was he secretly recording his encounters?

"It's for my safety," he said impatiently, grabbing my arm and pulling me closer.

in as if to kiss me, but I placed my hand over his mouth, stopping him. His frustration was evident as he stared at

mood to seduce him anymore.. Just the thought of him possibly recording his sexual escapades made

to call himself a politician? No wonder the Colemans had him

an eyebrow, crossing my arms over my chest. "Turn those off, or nothing's

the clock ticking, I figured I'd agitate more than just his libido-his blood pressure needed

instant, I was lying on the couch, sinking into its softness as he loomed over me. His face was in my neck. I could smell his cologne and feel his arousal pressing against me. "That's just for my safety, bitch," he growled. "I didn't know high-class

high-class escort. I'm not even an escort." I leaned in close, bringing my lips near his ear. "If that's how you see me, we can just call this off." "Who told you that you can?" he

on my chin was firm. I could feel his nails pressing into my skin. No doubt, it'd leave a mark once

already under my spell. He'd tried to assert dominance by refusing to turn off the CCTV cameras, but I had

for you. A famous politician... but a puppet

caressed it gently, easing his tight grip on my chin before pointing to the two cameras I'd noticed earlier.

see me naked... screaming your name while you fuck me

clearly turned him on. He got up, grabbed his remote, and pressed a button. The red dots on the visible CCTV cameras

the one on the hidden camera remained. Did he think

turned it off," he said, returning to his earlier position.

I ran my hand through his hair, tugging slightly as I guided him to my neck. I let him have his way, biting back an eye-roll as he kissed me greedily, his lips desperate and unrelenting. "You smell amazing,

couldn't help but chuckle at his compliment. If the real Luna heard that, she'd probably gag and yank me by the hair for

and throwing

groaned when his

bra beneath my dress, I

something was clawing its way out of my body. The pain was unbearable,